I would tear apart this constricting veil
That chokes my mind and holds me to this soil:
I would try, and try again, and gladly fail,
And consider it worthy of my toil

If only I could see in me some change,
If only I could find that other me:
If only I could venture past the strange
That is my normal, and set me free.

There, if I could but find it, is my self,
There, in that deep darkness, who I want to be:
There, silent, secret, is the hidden wealth
That is my spirit and my destiny.

Be not surprised if one day I break my shell:
I wish to see the heaven in this hell.

by Richard McWilliam 

tell me if you think its alright or not? 

nothing to do this weekend, except work and even thats on the minimal. What to do on the holidays? 

yep thats all, i cant stay mad too long or im afraid of getting wrinkles..... latter days....